Oh hell yeah, fishing time. Hopefully with less dangerous fish or something. He heard that the fishes he was supposed to catch for the requirement were super docile and barely did any damage (they would just flop around, like actual fish). Just to be safe though, he had Aegis by his side, and guess what: he was bigger now! He knew that evolution was a thing, but it was still a sight to behold in the game, when the Pokemon would actually glow and change right in front of him. Certainly the penguin looked more confident, puffed up a little bigger. He couldn't be more proud. Even his voice changed a little, though he still was the same old starter.

Things seemed okay. Things were calm for now. They would have to get stronger still though for what was to come, so that was why he was here to catch more Pokemon for trades. This time, he was in a different area, so he was curious on what would be at the end of the line this time.

<Master, it's really not coming off!>

Aegis had been desperately trying to move his flipper around, but even when it was made steel, the teeth of the fish only looked like it was digging deeper. At this rate, it was definitely going to draw blood. ❝Wait, Aegis, stop! I'll get Blade--❞ he pulled out his Poke Ball to send out the bird, but just as he tossed the Poke Ball in the air, the penguin did one swipe to his direction, to which the fish thought it was the perfect time to let go and slam onto Kallisto. That sent both of them to the ground before the fish decided to use him as a springboard and powerfully slap his body to propel itself up. How that worked exactly, he couldn't tell because he was in pain.

Groaning, he also pulled out Pierce's Poke Ball to heal Aegis (because that cat should really be doing something) and he told Blade to do whatever he wanted to whack a fish (but do not let it escape! They were going to get this fucker in a trade shop if that was the last thing they were gonna do). So bird posed with his leek before jumping up to the sky to meet vegetable with teeth, though in hindsight, razor-sharp teeth was going to win this kind of battle no matter what.

<NOOO, MY SWORD!>

Kallisto had not been expecting company, certainly not Tuesday, who had sauntered in without much of a care. He pushed himself up from the ground, clutching his stomach where the fish decided to jump from. His knee-jerk reaction would've been that he didn't want her to steal his catch, but then he remembered what had happened with the catching tutorial - two people can catch the same Pokemon if they worked together to defeat it. There would always be an afterimage of the Pokemon once it was caught by one person. Ugh, he appreciated the help, but he couldn't help but feel annoyed that he couldn't handle this himself.

Blade had been mourning over the broken leek, which Kallisto assumed could be fixed with a reset of some sort (did the game offer that? Did he need to duct tape that together?). The bird was thus watching intently as this stranger came in with a sword of her own - a pair of floating swords, to be exact. The fish, despite gnashing its teeth and jumping in for another kill, stood no chance against a graceful slice that clearly weakened the Pokemon to near submission. It was still not done fighting yet though, flailing around in hopes of gaining some momentum to tackle something again.

❝Pierce, scratch it or something before it moves!❞

Letting out an annoyed meow, the smug ass cat would finish healing Aegis before running into the action, preparing claws and swiping at the fish.

Ughhhh. How embarrassing.

After some minutes of running and running out of stamina (he felt tired in game, and that was a weird feeling, because surely his body was just still lying down in real life), he was finally able to make it back to the pond, where the game was happily pointing the knocked out fish with a marker and his fellow guild member nowhere in sight. The whole thing was child's play to her, and it frustrated him to no end -- not because she took the final blow, but because he was so weak.

Well, it wasn't like he should be spending so much time in this game, but he was certainly getting more motivated to do so (should he be motivated for something like this?)

Anyway, thankfully the game decided not to make the fish smell despite it lying on the ground like a pitiful thing. Hmmm, was that player really here coincidentally, or was this Pokemon more valuable than he thought? It certainly hit like a truck, that was for sure. Maybe he shouldn't chuck the thing to the trade shop just yet. After all, there were plenty more fish in the sea...er, pond.